The baby-making system is unreliable

At this time, I really hope that someone can come to take care of the inner palace. After thinking about it, I still think it would be better if the imperial teacher could come.

If she can't come, she should think of a way. The inner palace is lacking a person in charge! ?

Then, Yun Yirou looked around again and said to everyone earnestly: "As for the inner palace, Yuan'an and Liuzhi will take care of many affairs for me; and for matters outside the court, you will have to trouble your beloved ministers to take care of them."

After she finished speaking, Yun Xirou's eyes revealed a hint of trust and expectation, as if she firmly believed that these people in front of her would not let her down.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally accepted the order in unison and prepared to go.

On Tiaolu Mountain, in a two-story courtyard, new buds of the banyan tree had already appeared, and two letters were delivered to the courtyard at the same time.

They traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, carrying unknown news and expectations, and gently landed on the stone table in the courtyard.

Inside the room, Wen Shengxian was slowly sitting up from the bed. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt his head dizzy and his whole body weak.

He had a leisurely day, but he couldn't see well, and felt drowsy all day, so he had no sense of time.

At night he seemed to be troubled by annoying thoughts, tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep. He was not aware that he seemed to be feeling something and could not sleep well.

Wen Shengxian was only wearing a thin inner garment and still felt a little cold at night. He fumbled to get up and put on an outer coat. His throat was dry and uncomfortable, so he prepared to take a sip of water in the dark.

I could only hear someone outside whispering in a low voice, and the sound came into the room in bits and pieces.

Hanzhi held the two letters tightly in his hands, with a very embarrassed expression on his face.

He turned slightly and cast his eyes towards Han Yi beside him, only to see that Han Yi also had a look of confusion and hesitation. The two of them just stared at each other, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Finally, Han Zhi broke the silence and asked softly in a voice that was as hoarse as if it had been polished by sandpaper: "Should this letter be delivered now?!"

Han Yi frowned, thought for a moment and then replied, "It's so late, the master never sleeps well at night. If we go to deliver the letter now, won't we disturb the master's sleep? If we make the master unhappy, we will be in big trouble."

"That's right. The master hasn't had a good night's sleep for quite some time."

Hanzhi first nodded to show his agreement with what Hanyi said, but then as if he suddenly thought of something important, he raised his hand and punched Hanyi hard.

Han Yi looked at Han Zhi in confusion, totally not understanding why he was hit by this punch.

Han Zhi rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily again, "That's not right. What if there is something urgent in the letter? If we delay something important, even if we have ten or eight heads, I'm afraid it won't be enough to atone for the crime!"

Hearing this, Han Yi took several steps back, waving his hands constantly, and muttered: "If you want to go, go by yourself, don't drag me along, I don't want to take the risk."

"Hmph, look at how cowardly you are. You're such a useless coward! Cough cough cough..." Han Zhi couldn't help coughing while blaming Han Yi.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, unable to decide whether to go in and report now or wait until tomorrow morning to make a decision.

A cold and calm voice came from inside the house: "Come in, whose letter is it? Read it to me!"

"..."

The two men moved quickly and neatly, running into the house like the wind. The house was pitch black, without any light.

So they quickly lit the lights, making the whole room bright. Then, he carefully opened the two letters in his hands.

At this moment, Han Zhi quickly glanced at the contents of the letter and was stunned for a moment, thinking that the empress was too bold.

Then he looked up at Wen Shengxian, hesitating a little before asking, "Among these, there is one letter from the master and the mistress, and another one from that empty-named young master. Master... which one do you want to hear first?"

Wen Shengxian, who was standing aside, had his eyes covered with a cloth, but he was not affected at all.

He just stretched out his right hand and gently stroked his sleeve with the tip of his index finger. After thinking for a moment, he calmly replied, "Then let's study in South City first."

"Stinky... cough cough cough... stinky boy, your parents haven't died yet, so why should you be so depressed? Cheer up. It's just a small court! If you can't do it, go home and go fishing. We don't need any fish at home!"

Hanzhi just felt sweat on his forehead. The letter from the master and the mistress did not have the feeling of a scholar at all. It really... really was worthy of being written to their son.

"Pfft..." Wen Shengxian smiled, feeling it was a familiar style of his mother's letters. She was always so casual.

He seemed to notice Hanzhi's doubts and comforted him, "Don't worry, just keep reading. Mother has always been like this."

Wen Shengxian is in this condition now, and he is afraid that he will never get better. In the future, his letters will probably have to be read by others.

"The handwriting behind it is from the master. He said... he wanted you to come back, but you didn't want to. You must be reluctant to come back. If you are reluctant to come back, why hesitate? Don't let that person down, let your own heart down."

The last part of the letter was written by Master Wen, and it contained mostly words of encouragement. After hearing it, Wen Shengxian's expression changed slightly, as if it really touched upon his concerns.

Han Yi saw that Wen Shengxian seemed to be distracted, and reminded him softly: "Master?!"

"Read the next one. I want to hear what important matter Kongming has to say!" Wen Shengxian was knocking on the table casually. Liang Kongming didn't have any serious business on weekdays, so he didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, the person who wrote the letter and the content of the letter shocked him for a moment.

"..." This handwriting... seems to be... the Empress? ! Han Zhi did not say it out loud, but read the contents of the letter first, and the more he read, the more frightened he became! !

"What?! The Queen is taking a risky move. Isn't she setting herself as a trap?! If something goes wrong, won't the country lose its ruler?!"

Han Yi said this with a look of shock on his face, his eyes fixed on Wen Shengxian's face. Sure enough, he also had a worried look on his face.

After a long silence, Wen Shengxian finally sighed and said nothing against it. He just said, "She has her reasons for doing this. Just trust her!"

Wen Shengxian's face was as gloomy as water, and he said solemnly: "You all go out! Ten days later, we will be at the Bixi River. We can't make any mistakes!" After that, he waved his hand gently, signaling the two to leave quickly.

It’s cold in the mountains, so cold that it makes people lonely. It’s really cold wearing only underwear.

Wen Shengxian pulled his clothes and subconsciously touched his eyes with his hands through a thin layer of white silk.

"These eyes...will they still mind? What will she...think if she sees it?! I can't let her see it, she will think too much."

But... her plan also includes the idea of ​​luring me out! Does she want to see me? It turns out that after all... I still want to see her, even if these eyes can't see!

Thinking of this, it’s time to get out of here, for myself and for her plan.

……

Ten days later, at the full moon, the river was surging like an angry dragon. The water level rose rapidly, one wave higher than the other, constantly hitting the river bank.

Yongchang has had a unique and solemn tradition since ancient times: on the full moon day of March every year, people would hold a grand ceremony to worship the river god on the Bixi River.

This is an important event that every emperor must perform every year, in order to pray to the river god to protect the area for peace and good weather.

According to traditional regulations, in order to show their piety and respect for the river god, emperors could only lead dozens of their trusted followers and slowly approach the river.

When arriving at the river god temple, the emperor was required to go into the temple alone to burn incense and worship.

However, during this year's sacrificial activities, an unexpected incident occurred - the current empress was suddenly stabbed and fell into the water while she was out worshiping the river god.

In an instant, the scene was in chaos and everyone was panic-stricken, but due to the rapid flow of the water, the empress was quickly swept into the surging river and disappeared in an instant.

The court immediately ordered a blockade of the news and sent a large number of troops to search and rescue along the river, but after three days, no trace of the empress was found.

All of a sudden, all kinds of speculation and rumors spread. Some said that the empress had met with an accident and her soul had returned to the underworld; others firmly believed that she was blessed by heaven and would be able to turn misfortune into fortune...

However, the world did not know that the empress was recuperating on Tiaolu Mountain, or was watching the fight among the people in the court.

"Ahem... It's really cold on this mountain!? It's been three days, why haven't I seen the Imperial Master?! Does he not want to see me?!"

Yun Xirou was lying on the sickbed, feeling how cold the mountains were. She asked the maidservant who was serving her, Yili, who was found by the Imperial Master in advance to serve her.

That day she vaguely saw a man in white, who seemed to be blindfolded, holding her and walking all the way for a long time.

"I don't know, and I have never met you. If there is anything, it was Hanzhi who told me to do it."

It seems that I can't get anything out of this Yili. Maybe she is a maid who was found temporarily? ! But this shouldn't be the case! ? I am not surprised to hear her mention the Imperial Master! ?

But she was not worried that the hedge would hurt her, she believed in the Imperial Master!!

But things turned out just as she expected. She finally took action that day. Mo Liu really wanted to take her place and rushed towards her with a knife.

Fortunately, she was prepared and deliberately gave in when they fought, so she took advantage of the situation to escape into the water without hurting herself in any vital parts.

At this moment, the people behind her must be feeling smug. This time, we must catch them red-handed and catch them all in one fell swoop.

"Forget it, I'd better go look for it myself! Cough cough..." Yun Xirou couldn't help coughing lightly while speaking.

Her pretty face looked a little pale at this moment, and her originally rosy lips had lost their color.

During the previous confrontation with Mo Liu, she was unfortunately stabbed. Although the wound was treated simply, it still hurt.

After that, he soaked in the freezing water for a while. Even though the injury was not serious, he still inevitably caught a cold.

Every time she coughed, it was as if she was coughing out her heart and lungs, causing her to frown slightly and cover her chest gently with her hands.

"Girl!! Girl! Why are you doing this? Why do you have to be so stubborn?" Anxiously, Yili rushed forward and firmly held Yun Xirou who was struggling to get out of bed.

I saw that Yili's face looked extremely ugly, and there was even a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead. It was obvious that he was very worried and helpless about Yun Xirou's behavior.

However, Yun Xirou seemed to have not heard the dissuasion of Xili at all, and still insisted on going down to the field.

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Yi Li finally couldn't help but reveal the truth to her: "Miss, actually the master is in the room upstairs, but... but he is also sick now."

Upon hearing the news, Yun Xirou was startled for a moment, and then she began to murmur to herself, "What? He is actually sick! No wonder he has been unwilling to come to see me! So that's how it is... So that's how it is..."

As he spoke, tears began to well up in his eyes uncontrollably, as if they would fall at any moment.

But after just a moment, Yun Yurou suddenly raised her head, looked at Yi Li with a firm gaze and said, "If that's the case, I feel much better now. I have to go up and see him."

After saying that, she struggled to break free from the hand that was supporting her, put on her clothes casually, and walked towards the door with a staggering but determined step without caring about how embarrassed she looked.

"..." Yun Xirou was stopped as she went out. The person who stopped her was Han Yi, whom Yun Xirou knew was the imperial teacher's guard.

Han Yi had just finished making the medicine for both of them and was about to knock on the door when he saw her opening the door and subconsciously asked, "Your Majesty... why are you out?!"

"How is the Imperial Master doing?! I heard that he fell ill. Why on earth is that?! No, I have to go see him."

Yun Xirou was extremely anxious and held onto the door frame with one hand, trying to support her still weak body.

At this moment, her eyes looked straight at Han Yi, with an unquestionable firmness flashing in them.

Han Yi's face darkened when he saw this. He was obviously a little reluctant, but out of respect for Yun Yurou's status, he still politely advised: "Your Majesty, you should drink the medicine first!"

As he spoke, he handed a bowl of steaming medicine with a strong medicinal aroma to Yun Xirou.

Yun Xirou quickly glanced at the bowl of medicine, reached out to take it without hesitation, then raised her head and drank it all in one gulp without even frowning.

Then, she looked at Han Yi again and asked anxiously, "Now that I have taken the medicine, can you take me to see him?"

I don't know why? Yun Xirou felt a little uneasy. The blindfolded man seemed to be the Imperial Master in her memory? !